Fay Slimm.

Wild Beauty..

 

Wild Beauty.

 

Shot through with wild beauty
this almost-island is so hard to leave.

Sun coats all seasons inviting those

hardy or weak to try

May in December and June in March.


Three sided by water a walk
round headlands breathing in drama

will not be regretted.

Tide running low or storm
exploding this coastline lends magic
to rocky adventures.

Remote enough to cause
near claustrophobia to those prone,
isolation\'s allure whispers  
not to all when granite tilts finger of 
stationery all-sided height

and night has no neon only a moon.

Skywards and changing her dome\'s      
rugged mood greys and
force-torn then clifftop performance
awes even the bravest.

Who dares test Cornish alchemy feels
its seduction and needs
partake of  ancient psyche the more
Mesmeric the beauty and
call of Cornwall\'s moorland and shore.